"He shouldn't have sensed the Six Paths of Immortal Eyes!" King Qi looked at Ye Chen tentatively.

Ye Chen gently picked up the wine glass and did not answer the QI King's question. The Six Paths of Immortal Eyes were covered by the secret technique of Zhoutian. He believed that he could not detect the Taoist practice of the Immortal Son.

Opposite the immortal god's mouth was slightly raised, and he was laughing and betrayed. In his extremely deep eyes, some were full of contempt and contempt, as if the ancient sage body was just a joke to him.

Ye Chen ignored this and drank a glass of wine. He stuffed a few pills into his mouth. He fought one after another. Even if his recovery power was his, it would take some time to recover.

Above the Xutian, Ji Ningshuang and the God Son were still fighting, and the world had lost its color.

The secret method of the God Son of the God Clan transforming into the Three Pure One Qi exceeded the deadline again, and only one left was to confront Ji Ningshuang. In front of Dongshen Yaochi, he was completely beaten to no power to turn over.

"The Dongshen Yaochi is indeed well-known." The monks watching the battle below were all amazed, "Although they are all quasi-saints, the gods of the gods are obviously not at the same level as him."

"It's even more ancient holy body!" The old quasi-emperors sighed and sighed. They thought the ancient holy body was powerful enough, but it was obvious that the combat power of Yaochi was still slightly overwhelming.

"Even the ancient holy body can't beat it, let alone her." The Dragon Clan God Son and the Witch Clan God Son rubbed their eyebrows one after another, "We are just a foil after all."

"Three hundred rounds, the son of the gods will be defeated!" Jiuxiao Zhenren said casually,

Sure enough, as soon as the words of the real person of Jiuxiao fell, the son of the gods fell to Xutian, and Ji Ningshuang wiped out the divine light of the body with one palm, and even the qi, blood and magic power were beaten to pieces one after another.

Another deep pit, dyed with the blood of the Gods' Son, was beaten to disappear from the human form, and the mouth was constantly gushing blood, only staring at Xutian with fierce light, full of reluctance.

He was defeated, and was defeated in a mess, and was defeated by the ancient holy body and the Dongshen Yaochi one after another. His heart of a strong man and his arrogant son were also gone with these two battles.

Ji Ningshuang steered down and landed on the edge of the deep pit. Yiru the goddess, without any scars on her body. She defeated the son of the gods in three hundred rounds. He was indeed a little stronger than the holy body.

The great saint of the gods rushed up, looked at Ji Ningshuang coldly, and took away the gods' son. They wanted to be furious, but they didn't have the courage. This is the holy land of Yaochi.

"But there is still something to be beaten." Ji Ningshuang whispered, and her words remained like the sound of heaven in the sky.

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes were gathered on the ancient nine clans, and their eyes fell on the Goddess, especially on the Demon Clan and the others for an extra second.

The Dragon Clan God Son, the Witch Clan God Son, the Barbarian Clan God Son, the Ancient Clan God Son and the Spirit Clan God Son all shrugged, and their movements seemed to be said again: We still have self-knowledge.

Look at the Phoenix God Son and the others, their faces gritted their teeth and looked ugly. Although they wanted to kill them, they did not have the courage. The strength of the East God was far beyond their expectations.

With a cold snorkeling, the people of the Demon Clan, Demon Clan, God Clan and Phoenix Clan took one after another.

It is worth mentioning that when they left, they all looked back at Ye Chen not far away, with resentment, bloodthirsty and tyranny, so they didn't even say hello when they left.

"Improper." The Dragon Clan's God Son and the others also got up. They were more polite than those of the God Clan. They respectfully bowed to the Immortal Mother of Yaochi, "Thank you for your hospitality this time."

"Say hello to your family emperor for your behalf." The fairy mother of Yao Chi opened her lips slightly and smiled gently.

"Okay." The dragon tribe god grinned, and after that, he still blinked his dazzling dragon eyes at Ji Ningshuang, "I'll change tomorrow, the fairy Ruoyaochi has time, and drink and enjoy the moon together."

"What are you going to appreciate and what wine to drink." Before Ji Ningshuang could reply, the goddess of the Spirit Clan dragged the son of the Dragon Clan away, "I have free time tonight, so why don't I chat with me?"

"Take me with me, I have time." The son of the witch clan hurriedly put it on, and followed him tightly.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Well, what's wrong with you?" The ancient goddess followed and pulled away the witch's son. "When you came, you promised me and wanted to take me to the witch's. You can't cheat."

"Stop making trouble, I haven't said it."

"You are polite to me, Xiao Gu, or you will be beaten up." The barbarian god scolded.

"Why am I a little confused?" Looking at the group of gods and goddesses, the monks present looked a little strange. This is the real series, all of which are matched by themselves?

"They still like it." Ye Chen touched his chin meaningfully. He was also a son of the gods of the nine ancient tribes, and the dragon tribes and the other ones were much more qualities than the gods. At least he did not take advantage of others' dangers, and his character was much more correct.

"Don't lose my Dragon Sword." A misty divine sound came into Ye Chen's ears.

"Nonsense, mine." Ye Chen coughed dryly, knowing that the transmission came from the son of the dragon clan.

"Remember to remember to use up the descendants' arrows." The witch clan's god also sent back a wisp of spiritual consciousness.

"The secret method of Kanglong is not passed on from outside." The barbarian god son was also very conscious and passed on a word.

"I'll leave and I'll still beep." Ye Chen looked dissatisfied and thought to himself that the gods of several families were not stupid, but the ancient gods and the spiritual gods were well-behaved, and they did not send a message to scare him.

"You and I will have a fight." The immortal god glanced at this side with playful thoughts, turned around and stepped into Xutian, but the misty words lingered in Ye Chen's ears for a long time.

"It's good to be young!" The older monks also stood up and bowed to the Immortal Mother of Yaochi. The Phoenix Clan and the nine ancient tribes have all left, and the Yaochi grand event should end.

Like the Phoenix God Son and the others, when the old guys left, they would subconsciously look at Ye Chen in the corner. This grand event was really exciting. They were shocked to see the ancient holy body that could not be seen for 100,000 years. They defeated five powerful sons of the gods in a row and achieved the great reputation of the ancient holy body.

In the corner, the Jiu Jianxian got up with the wine pot, looked at the fairy mother of Yaochi with drunken eyes, and then turned around and walked out of the mountain silently. Her back was a little lonely and a little desolate.

The fairy mother of Yaochi opened her mouth slightly, but she finally stopped at her mouth and watched the sword fairy leave quietly. She was old, so why was he the same? Every strand of white hair was very dazzling.

Such a huge grand event, as the figures continue to fade away, became rare, just like the fall of flowers.

Ye Chen got up, held a peach that was shameless and chewed. He looked left and right, glanced at this and that, very untuned, and had no intention of leaving at all.

The great saints of Yaochi came over and surrounded him in a circle. There were black lines running around on each forehead. It was because of this guy that a good Yaochi event was in a mess.

"I'm not blamed me." Ye Chen laughed dryly, feeling a chill all over his body.

"The grand event is over, why don't you leave?" Yao Chi's Great Sage looked at Ye Chen with black cheeks.

"There are some relatives in Yaochi Holy Land." Ye Chen smiled embarrassedly, "It's rare to come here, so I have to say a few words. I think all seniors should not oppose the old friends reminiscing about the past."

"Members?"

"Mother-in-law, leave it to me." Ji Ningshuang walked over and pulled Ye Chen and left here.

"goddess....."

"Follow her." Yaochi Fairy Mother chuckled and turned into a bright fairy light.

On this side, Ji Ningshuang has brought a fairy mountain peak, which is the exclusive peak of the goddess of Yaochi. She is covered by misty clouds and mist, like a jade girl covering her veil, which is somewhat mysterious.

As he walked along the way, Ye Chen went to see Ji Ningshuang's divine sea more than once. The memory fairy light was still floating in the divine sea, unable to untie her memories of her previous life.

Ji Ningshuang knew that Ye Chen was peeking at her divine sea, but she did not use secret methods to cover the divine sea, because there was no secret of her divine sea, and even if she looked at it again, it would be no different.

As night fell, more than a dozen fairies were taken to the Goddess Mountain, all of whom were reincarnated in the Great Chu.

Ji Ningshuang consciously withdrew from the attic and sat under a spiritual fruit tree to read a book.

In the attic, more than a dozen fairies from Yaochi stood quietly, and sometimes looked up at Ye Chen in front of him, with doubts and amazement, wondering why Ye Chen came to them, and marveling at Ye Chen's combat power. Each of the five duels at the event was exquisite.

For some reason, [Dida Novels     www.didaxs.info], the holy body in front of them that swallowed the Eight Desolations gave them a very familiar feeling. I had seen it somewhere, but I couldn't remember it, and I just felt familiar.

Ye Chen smiled and said nothing. He brushed his hands to create a concealment barrier, covering the entire attic, and then he sacrificed more than a dozen memory fairy lights, which penetrated into their eyebrows.

Next, I waited, and more than a dozen fairies hugged their heads and whined in pain.

At some point, I saw more than a dozen fairies stop trembling, all looking at Ye Chen with tears in their eyes, with a dazed look, with incredible confusion and ancient vicissitudes.

Welcome to return to the position! Ye Chen smiled slightly, brushed his hand again, and shot out more than a dozen spiritual consciousnesses. There are many things in the spiritual consciousness, such as reincarnation, like the Great Chu, like these two hundred years of time, all the explanations are in that spiritual consciousness, helping them to get rid of their confusion.

After doing this, Ye Chen left behind a jade slip with the memory of the immortal light and turned away from the attic.

When he saw Ji Ningshuang wearing a colorful dress, she saw Ji Ningshuang dancing not far away. Her dance posture was still graceful, but she was still more than a little worse than Nan Ming Yushu.

"It's rare to see you not reading books." Ye Chen walked slowly, found a place to sit comfortably, took out a wine pot from his arms, and enjoyed the graceful dance while drinking.

"I just learned it these two days, the first time I danced!" Ji Ningshuang smiled sweetly and continued to dance with the colorful jade belt, like Fairy Guanghan, bright and flawless, otherwise this world's fine dust.

"Then I am really honored." Ye Chen took a sip of wine, his eyes were a little confused. One night a long time ago, he also watched her dancing under the moon, but seeing her graceful dance again, it has been apart from her past and present lives, and two hundred years have passed.
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